So Help Me God

THE LEGACY UNFOLD - Christine Jean S. Agad

“I won’t promise anything but I will try my best to....”

And there goes an infamous line of a Pisay scholar trying to win a position in the SG Elections that you probably heard of. Only 2 parties bravely faced the crowd and answered questions of confusions and tests of their willingness to serve PSHS-CRC students. No one felt the assurance of winning, not even the previous officers wanting to serve the 2nd or 3rd time around. Definitely not even the popular kids have the confidence to say that they’re a step higher than their rival. A single word they say can change the decision of the voters and that somehow sums up what happened to the Miting de Avance and the election alone. Judgement day and elections have passed. I still can remember the day when a teacher told us that the election result has already been posted. I’ve heard cheers and sighs from a group of students on the hallway after taking a look at a certain bulletin board along the hallway. No wonder, those were the results. After seconds of struggling to see it (because fortunately I was blessed with such height), I finally saw it before my two eyes. I can see some familiar names written in front of me. They were those who already served the school before. And oh, the “confidently-handsome-with-aheart” has been chosen again. Yes, he’s Jace Kahlil G. Gumahad, the re-elected President, who’s by the way the son of the PTA president, Mr. Nestor Gumahad. What should I call it, anyway? Destiny? Or is it just this school’s just really meant to be led by a father and his son?

I guess the Pisay scholars don’t want to try something new. They still wanted the service Kahlil has been giving for almost 3 years now. Even the parents, they like how balanced Mr. Nestor Gumahad is. By balanced, I would mean that he’s both good in being funny and witty. Kahlil is just like him. Both of them are really the ones to trust when it comes to dealing with school problems. To inform you guys out, they are unlike those politicians in the government who intentionally get their children into politics just for their own good.

They said leaders are not born, they are trained. As what I am seeing these days, I could actually tell that the ability to lead could be inherited, too! So far so good. Re-elected for 2 years is just a sign saying that the tandem-Mr. Nestor and Kahlil Gumahad has been doing so well in keeping the school at peace.

Thanks to the two of them, being a pioneer doesn’t really become a burden to me. They have done everything for the students just to make them feel comfortable and at ease in school. They seem to be experts already when it comes to handling schools. They’re a legacy, indeed! This legacy will hopefully continue until the pioneers would eventually graduate 3 years from now. Not long after this, we are going to make this legacy unfold known to the next Pisay-CRC generations.

TAKE YOUR PICK AND LET YOUR PASSION DECIDE

- Jeodvayn B. Estorco

The sound of the crumbling fallen leaves and dirt can be heard as I walk toward the school ground. The beam of sunlight can be shown passing through each corner completely contrasting the inside of the cold classroom. Students busily gather to the center of the quadrangle, although it quite took them minutes to settle down and be in their own comfort as they anticipate what awaits them – the club fair.

Introductions were spoken vividly as it slowly sunk on our heads. Different teachers of different club adviser stood before us surely having a knack about their chosen category. Tilting my head to the side, choosing a club? What is that? Is that a mere whim of our minds just because we should excel in that particular category? Or just because quite few of them chose to be in that club and you let where the crowd flows fall. Science club, math club, dance club, glee, innovators club, inventors club, JEM or junior ecologist movement, visual arts, sports club, English publication, communicators club, and Filipino publication, many to think about and to choose who knows what. Although we only need to fill three clubs on this white tainted blank ink paper given to us, more clouded thoughts still lingered.

Before I know it, the gracious words given to us by our heads came to an end, placing the decision on our own hands. Standing up, the look on my schoolmate’s face allowed me to decipher. Some are bored- neutral look in their face says they’re not really in to this by one bit, some looks they gave are written all over their face in which it’s kind of crumby. Shaking my thoughts and once again lost in my world.

To think about it, choosing a club doesn’t influence your grade, so why force to something you doesn’t want to? Though some factors may influence the club you prefer, it’s still your own choice. Nonetheless choosing a club means that being in a group where you most likely want to be. Where you’re comfortable with, where you have something hidden on your sleeves and that you have a knack for it that you might wonder “how did I even know this?” thinking that you didn’t know you have it in you It’s finding what you’re already good at and most importantly, where your passion lies. It’s about finding the same color on your mind or mayhap relating similarities in order for you to stroke fluently on a white piece of artless sheet. Just the thought of it makes me grin with wonder. But what if we reverse to the other side? What if the club you liked or simply you fancy with is not on your favour? You simply just like the idea of it, like how your eyes glitter while fantastic thoughts keep running inside your head? But on the other side, other clubs are in your favour but you’re not as enthusiast?

Rationally the latter one’s acceptable but in terms of finding your passion, the first one’s better. It’s just like how new born birds spread their wings wide open as they can and fly to mysterious horizon before you, not knowing the extent of their marvel. Just starting from the very bottom, but when you add devotion to it, you excel without you even realizing. You just do what you feel like you should do for the greater good - pure natural yet intellectual instincts. But even greater when the club is on your favour and you have knack for it, just how far would you reach? Well completely astonishing. It’s quite fascinating exactly, it’s just how it works and you just completely go with it.

As I made up my mind, I flicker my pen as I wrote three clubs that I desired. Now I just have to prove my choice and stand by it. Pure determination and decisiveness took over my system as I enter three doors one at a time.

Although we can only enter one club, the choice is up to me now - up to you. End it with a blast if not then leave it freezing, just like ending a hyperkinetic music video that left you with pure contentment and bliss. If one of the clubs didn’t accept you, don’t slouch and act like your main source of life was suck out of you. You did your best anyway. Doing your very best is the key to deflect downfall emotions.